In Which I Visit a Sideshow and Find Myself Onstage

Being a kid who was attracted to the unusual, the disturbing, the alien, and otherness, I always wanted to visit a sideshow, but I was discouraged from it by my folks and, later, friends. Mostly on the grounds that it was a rip-off. But, finally, at my advanced age of *ahem*, I decided it I am at last the mistress of my own purse and psyche and shelled out the two bucks for a peek inside.




What did I see? Hey, that wouldn't be fair, now would it? Carnival sideshows are supposed to rem...